Steal a god and take it home

Song Xiaoya turned on the phone, but she didn't have time to look at it.

The director handed over a glass of champagne.

"Xiaoya, come, this is yours."

"Thank you." Song Xiaoya took it.

Everyone has a glass of champagne and a toast to celebrate.

Song Xiaoya looked at everyone's smiling faces.

It was the first time she felt this kind of group feeling.

In fact, this is not bad.

As soon as Song Xiaoya turned on the phone, a bunch of information came in.

It's just that the music here is so loud that she can't hear it at all.

Everyone was chatting and booing there.

Lei Mingfeng and her were naturally pushed together.

Lei Mingfeng felt very happy, and reached out to hold Song Xiaoya's hand.

Song Xiaoya glanced at it, then withdrew her hand.

Lei Mingfeng clinked his wine glass with her somewhat disappointed.

He took a sip gracefully.

Song Xiaoya didn't say anything, she smiled and took a sip amidst everyone's booing.

Afterwards, everyone toasted to each other. The director, assistant director, and post-production staff all flattered Lei Mingfeng.

He also flattered Song Xiaoya.

Song Xiaoya drank a lot of wine.

A little dizzy.

"I'm not drinking anymore, I'm going to the bathroom."

Song Xiaoya shook her body and walked out.

Lei Mingfeng saw her go out and followed her.

Song Xiaoya's drinking capacity is very good, it's not that easy to get her drunk, but for some reason tonight, she was a little dizzy.

She came out of the bathroom, washed her hands by the sink shared by men and women outside, and stood there looking at herself in the mirror.

I can't express the feeling in my heart.

Before, she never cared whether she was good-looking or not,

I never cared whether I was that good or not.

But now, she cares.

"Xiaoya." Lei Mingfeng walked over, his footsteps wobbling unsteadily.

"Are you okay?" Song Xiaoya saw that he was a little drunk.

"I'm fine, how about you?" Lei Mingfeng asked.

"I'm fine, I'm breathing, I'm fine."

"Well, I also need to get some air." Lei Mingfeng leaned against the wall beside him.

This place is not called remote, and the music is also quieter.

Lei Mingfeng looked at Song Xiaoya and said, "Thank you for filming the commercial for me."

"I'm not helping you, I'm just doing it for money." Song Xiaoya said honestly.

"I'm so sad when you say that. If, if someone needs your help in the future, is there no money for you, and you won't agree?"

"Of course, who doesn't work for nothing if they don't have money?" Song Xiaoya replied as a matter of course.

"Then what if we are friends?" Lei Mingfeng asked.

"Friends? I don't need friends." Song Xiaoya smiled, and was about to leave.

"Xiaoya." Lei Mingfeng stepped forward and grabbed her wrist.

"I don't mean anything else, I just want to say that we can be friends, ordinary friends, friends who chat and talk." Lei Mingfeng said, he never thought about making real friends with any woman.

This is the first time.

And he also knew that she was not a woman he could touch.

Song Xiaoya felt a little strange seeing him.

"You still lack friends, Young Master Lei?"

"Do you think I have many friends?" Lei Mingfeng laughed.

"A lot."

"It's all because of money and profit." Lei Mingfeng sneered.

"Then I also shot the advertisement for money." Song Xiaoya said.

"Not the same, I know you are different from others, because...you will never..." Lei Mingfeng approached her suddenly.

Song Xiaoya felt the danger and took two steps back.

Lei Mingfeng suddenly gave her a wall.

Song Xiaoya's eyes widened, this man must have drunk too much, he wants to play hooligan?

However, Lei Mingfeng just approached her, and said in a bad way: "You will definitely not sleep on my bed for money."

Song Xiaoya looked at him with cold eyes, and suddenly raised a bright smile.

"Of course, but I'll beat you until you can't get out of bed!"

After Song Xiaoya finished speaking, she pushed forward with one knee.

Right between his legs.

"Aw!" Lei Mingfeng bowed his body and squatted down in pain.

Song Xiaoya kicked him away and said, "Don't forget to transfer the money to my account."

After speaking, Song Xiaoya left.

She left the bar straight away.

Standing on the side of the road, blowing in the wind, she covered her head.

Hug yourself.

He muttered angrily, "Damn it, you dare to attack me."

She would not know what it was like that feeling in her body that was slowly heating up.

The efficacy of this medicine can be described as a steady flow of water.

Her attacks are slow, not intense, but last for a long, long time.

Little by little, it makes you completely obsessed with the feeling of losing yourself.

Who put drugs in the wine?

Lei Mingfeng?
He didn't seem to have to do that at all.

Intuition, not him.

Song Xiaoya's breathing gradually became short of breath.

It is night again, and it is easier to be drawn by the feeling in the body.

Song Xiaoya looked around and saw a hotel across the road, so she walked over.

Behind her, a fat man followed her furtively.

Song Xiaoya opened a room.

She went up to the room, locked the door, and began to undress.

Then he walked into the bathroom and opened a tank of cold water.

The whole person is soaked in it.

It's not the first time I've encountered this kind of situation.

Whether it is medicine or poison, nothing can do anything to her.

Her self-control is still strong.

When Song Xiaoya was soaking in cold water, the door of the room was opened unconsciously.

The man walked in sneakily.

Although Song Xiaoya fell into a state of confusion.

But vigilance is still high.

She senses someone.

She got up from the water, pulled the towel and hugged herself.

She stood by the door, waiting for the man to throw himself into the trap.

After a while, I saw a familiar figure slowly walking into the bathroom.

It turned out to be the director?
Song Xiaoya suddenly stood up.

"Ah!" The director was taken aback.

"You put something in my wine?" Song Xiaoya questioned.

The director was stunned, he didn't expect to be caught, he was a little embarrassed, but said: "What? What are you talking about? I just came to see you alone. I was worried that you had something to do, so I followed you to see."

"Then how did you get into my room?" Song Xiaoya asked.

"This..." In fact, he often comes to this hotel, and the front desk knows him, so it's convenient for him.

He said she was his actor, and the front desk knew what he meant.

"It seems that this hotel is not going to continue to open." Song Xiaoya sneered, looked at the director with her arms crossed, and asked, "Do you still want to continue to be a director?"

"Are you threatening me? Are you talking too loudly? How dare you threaten me?" the director said angrily.

"I'm more than threatening?" Song Xiaoya sneered.

At this moment, she is completely different from the well-behaved and obedient woman in the daytime.

The director felt something was wrong.

At this moment, her whole body exudes a breath of despair.

Song Xiaoya walked towards him.

The director took two steps back.

The two left the bathroom like this.

The director saw that her eyes were getting more and more terrifying, but then he thought, what can a small woman like her do to him?
The director suddenly became lustful, seeing her in underwear today is already too hard.

Seeing her wearing a bath towel now made her feel even more burning with desire.

"Xiaoya, be good to me and once, I promise I will give you any good roles in the future." The director said.

"Do you know that Lei Shao spent 2000 million yuan to invite me? How much can you pay for those crappy characters of yours? I'll sleep with you? With your fat body, how dare you take it off in front of me? If you dare to provoke me, you will How bold." Song Xiaoya shook her fists together.

There was a clicking sound from the knuckles.

Anyway, the restlessness in the body can't be stopped, so it's better to catch him and beat him up to vent his anger.

The director is not stupid, offending Lei Mingfeng is naturally not a good thing, but just now, he also saw that she offended Shao Lei.

Therefore, according to Lei Shao's temper, this woman's life will definitely not be easy in the future, even if this is the case, what is he afraid of?
"You are so arrogant, I like it, come on, be good." The director stretched out his hand to grab her.

Song Xiaoya grabbed his wrist and twisted it hard.

"Crack!"

"Ah!" the director yelled.

"Hand, hand!"

As soon as Song Xiaoya let go, his palm was twisted at ninety degrees, and it hung ugly on his hand, already dislocated.

Song Xiaoya kicked over.

Just kicked on the director's belly.

He screamed in pain and fell to the ground.

Song Xiaoya walked over and kicked him in the crotch again.

"Oh!" the director screamed while clutching important parts.

Song Xiaoya has no interest in this vulnerable role.

"I don't have time to spend with you today, if you don't want to die, get out!" Song Xiaoya shouted.

"You, you, you are ruthless!" The director got up with difficulty, his face wrinkled into a ball, ran towards the door, and yelled at her: "Fucking motherfucker, remember it, I won't Will have a good time for you!"

Song Xiaoya squinted and shouted angrily, "Get lost!"

The director cursed and ran away clutching his crotch.

Song Xiaoya closed the door.

Pulled out the phone and immediately complained to the hotel, even giving the room card to others at will?
After clarifying the matter with the person in charge of the hotel, she saw the message from Chu Lingxuan.

Song Xiaoya let out a breath.

Just called him.

The call was picked up quickly.

Chu Lingxuan was a little dull, and he didn't speak after answering the phone.

Song Xiaoya felt a little scared when she heard the other party's silence.

He won't be really angry, will he?
Song Xiaoya leaned against the door panel, holding her mobile phone.

My heart became chaotic because of his quietness.

The heat in her body surged up again.

She suddenly wanted to hug him.

But I was too embarrassed to tell him that she was being tricked.

She insisted on coming to shoot this commercial.

Song Xiaoya remembered what the old man said, if you don't listen to the old man, you will be at a disadvantage.

Chu Lingxuan was ten years older than her.

This is considered an old man, right?

Song Xiaoya suddenly felt that she was extremely wronged, her nose sore, and tears fell down her face.

Chu Lingxuan heard her sniffing from there.

Can't help but ask: "What's wrong with you?"

"Have you ignored me?" Song Xiaoya asked pitifully.

"Are you embarrassed to ask?" Chu Lingxuan was really angry.

How could he not be angry when she hung up the phone after saying a few words and turned off the phone for a whole day?
"I'm sorry..." Song Xiaoya said softly.